Oh yeah, someone hadn't forgotten her. Carol smiled thinly as the Dark Aster seemed to molt hundreds of Necropods streaming in her direction. Like starling murmuration from Hell. She dodged and wove her way through them, but they weren't as maneuverable and would shoot or crash into each other. She saw the left flank peel off and head to the Quinjet and she hesitated:: as much as she'd like to rip Ronan out of the Dark Aster, the Necropods would make swiss cheese of the Avengers.
She banked around to chase the Necropods and help the heros make it to the LZ.